Chapter 57: Teaching Well

The strongest in the Zhuge Family had always been fire.

Yet, it was Zhuge Qing alone who favored the wind.

The wild wind swept through like a flood, leaving not a trace behind. The man in black extended his hands, and the Black Fire enveloped him, shielding him from the tearing gusts and the hidden blades.

Thud.

The Black Fire dispersed, revealing the man's dark robe. He looked at Zhuge Qing, the corners of his eyes under the hat gradually overtaken by the glow of the flames.

"Little lady of the Zhuge Family, don't meddle in things that don't concern you,"

a slightly hoarse voice said as the man's fingertips showed a faint Black Fire, and he spoke in a deep voice, "This has nothing to do with you."

"Irrelevant?"